"You really are Uncle Vegeta!"
After hearing Vegeta's answer, and seeing those all too familiar expressions and mannerisms from his memories, Son Gohan became even more excited.
Of course, Gohan was not an ordinary person. He quickly calmed himself and raised another question.
"But… how is that possible? Uncle Vegeta, how were you revived? And were you not already…?"
"You mean that after dying, I should have already reincarnated, right?" Vegeta took over when Gohan trailed off.
"Yes." Gohan nodded seriously, waiting for the answer.
Vegeta merely smiled without speaking. Trunks could not hold back and answered for him.
"Master Gohan, Dad crossed through time from twenty years ago."
"Twenty years ago… crossed through time?" Gohan's eyes widened in shock, leaving him momentarily speechless.
Although he had already heard from Aunt Bulma about building a time machine to travel through time and change the past, that project was still only in the research phase.
"What? You cannot believe it?" Vegeta said lightly. "You have grown cautious as you got older. But there is no need to doubt it. I really did come from twenty years ago. Some things no longer exist in this world. Otherwise, your arm would not be impossible to restore. Judging by how you look now… it must be painful."
Without further explanation, Vegeta casually waved his hand and took out a senzu bean from his personal storage space.
That storage space was an ability Vegeta had obtained within the past year by making a wish with the Dragon Balls on New Namek.
To the Namekians, Vegeta had long since been regarded as a benefactor. When he requested to use the Dragon Balls, permission was immediately granted.
In their hearts, it was precisely because of Vegeta's actions that Namek had survived, and that they could now live peacefully on New Namek.
As for their gratitude, Vegeta did not dwell on it.
After all, he had only saved them indirectly in order to obtain what he needed.
"Senzu… bean!"
Catching the senzu bean Vegeta tossed to him, Gohan was even more shaken.
In this era, senzu beans had already gone extinct with the death of Korin.
The very last one had been used to save Trunks during a previous battle, leaving Gohan's arm unable to recover.
"Eat it," Vegeta said. "Recover first. Let us see if your arm can grow back. In the end, one arm limits how much strength you can use."
Hearing this, Gohan was now completely convinced.
"Eat it, Master Gohan," Trunks urged from the side.
With Trunks's reminder, Gohan finally steadied himself.
"Thank you, Uncle Vegeta."
After expressing his gratitude, Gohan no longer hesitated and put the senzu bean into his mouth.
The moment he chewed and swallowed it, an incredible power exploded within his body.
Gohan's pupils shrank sharply. His body visibly expanded, and all external injuries healed almost instantly. The internal damage he had accumulated was also completely restored by the senzu's power.
Most crucially, even though his arm had been gone for a long time, the wound that had long since healed began to tingle under the senzu's effects. The sensation quickly became unbearably itchy, and before their very eyes, it was as if something sprouted from the wound.
Little by little, Gohan's arm grew back.
The scene was so unbelievable that even Vegeta was stunned.
This kind of recovery was beyond imagination.
With his injuries healed, his missing arm restored, and several days of deep rest replenishing his mental strength, Gohan's entire presence underwent a transformation.
Compared to moments ago, he was like a completely different person.
"My arm… it grew back!"
Feeling the arm he had lost for so long, Gohan clenched his fist, overwhelmed with emotion.
In truth, he had not dared to hope for much. His arm had been gone for too long, and the wound had already closed.
Senzu beans were still just as miraculous as ever.
With his injuries healed and his arm restored, his strength had also increased significantly.
Vegeta observed Gohan silently.
Previously, Gohan's battle power had been around thirteen to fifteen million. Now, it had reached about eighteen million.
That was in base form alone. As a Super Saiyan, a fiftyfold increase would bring him to around nine hundred million.
With his current strength, even facing Androids 17 and 18 together would be no problem.
After all, the Androids of this future timeline were noticeably weaker than their original counterparts.
...
"So this is the true effect of a senzu bean. That is amazing. Master Gohan, your arm is finally back!" Trunks was genuinely overjoyed.
Back then, the final senzu bean should have been used by Gohan himself. It was because of Trunks that Gohan had lost his last chance to recover his arm.
Now that regret was finally resolved, Trunks felt a weight lifted from his heart.
In truth, his obsession with becoming stronger, and proving himself, had always been tied to that lost arm.
If it were not for him, Master Gohan would not have suffered so badly, nor lost his arm.
At the same time, Bulma, who had just stepped out of the Capsule House looking for Gohan, happened to witness the scene.
Before she even reached them, she saw Gohan awaken, eat the senzu bean, recover his injuries, and regrow his arm.
Her heart filled with joy.
To her, Gohan had long since become like a second son.
"This is… wonderful…"
...
Feeling the return of his arm, Gohan was exhilarated.
He could clearly sense that his strength had broken through its previous bottleneck and advanced further.
Gohan nodded to Trunks, then turned his gaze toward Vegeta.
"Thank you again for your help, Uncle Vegeta. But now… I would like to ask one more favor."
Seeing the burning look in Gohan's eyes, Vegeta immediately understood.
"So, this near death recovery really did have a huge impact on you. Your strength increased, your arm recovered, and now you want to adapt to your new power and body, with my help, right?" Vegeta smiled. "That works. I was just about to see how strong you have become."
"Yes, Uncle Vegeta," Gohan replied.
The two of them rose straight into the air, completely ignoring Trunks.
"Wait for me, Dad! Master Gohan!" Trunks shouted anxiously as he hurried after them.
Watching the three figures disappear into the distance, Bulma knew exactly what they were about to do.
She did not stop them.
And she could not.
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